Co’M’ma (,)

*THUMP THUMP THUMP* The footsteps were going louder. My eyes were stinging with tears, but more from fear. I was sure, my heart would be bursting open anytime from the adrenaline rushing. * WHERE ARE YOU MY LITTLE PRINCESS ? * No sweet-talk would get me out of the hidding. Is he this dumb? I … Continue reading Co’M’ma (,)



She was insecure. It was not her name, but the facade hiding behind the mask what I am talking about. Always confident. Yes, she was! But try telling this to her weak heart which bursted open with tears of emotions everytime someone poked a joke on her. The two indents of dimple always working their … Continue reading Insecurity